Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Nothing left

How little you try to keep me around
truth is the only time you really try is when I'm gone and can't be found.
This time I won't say the same thing to you... I won't tell you how I feel. I know nothing I say will make you change or make you see...
the way you are is killing me.
You don't give even an inch where it helps. You just stand in the same place and never budge. always your way which now I see is no way -not for me
I'm leaving you there
Nowhere
with nothing more
And nothing left




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